Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Wherein your host makes excuses

Well, Tuesday sucks marginally less than Monday. The sky isn't helping. Three consecutive days of gray, cold and rainy weather makes for a depressive mood.

I'm strapped for time again this morning. And I think the muse has left the building anyway.

Here's the prize I'm keeping my eye on:

Only 60 days until Christmas vacation.

9 comments:

St. Dickeybird said...

Yay, Christmas. I hope I don't have to pick up the "Happy Birthday Jesus" cake this year.

Rebekah said...

oh dear god no. That means the buying frenzy is about to begin.

And the endless Muzak Christmas carols.

Hope your week gets better.

Lee said...

My baubles are already glowing.

Actually, that sounds more filthy than I meant it...

_Psycho said...

60 days ? not bad at least I will have more than a week off probably ! :) That's a good point there.

That's remember me I have 2 days to take somewhere between. Hmmm

epicurist said...

Snow, grey skies, salt stains, and bitter cold...I wanna be somewhere warm ::sigh::

t said...

Oh, come on guys. Cheer up. It'll be over before you know it.
And if you gotta live with it anyway, consider how beautiful fresh snow and ice on trees is in sunlight.

Lightning Bug's Butt said...

You get a Christmas break? Are you a teacher?

donna said...

at least you have all your teeth, and you are not paying $4000 to get a bionic one! Cheer up!

The Wisdom of Wislon said...

Sounds like you've got the blues too, must be the time of year and pre-xmas run down.

I'm feeling a bit more lively today-just had some chocolate ;-p, thanks for your buck up yesterday ;-)